Wooing My Ex-Wife by Mr. Adeel

His eyes turned scarlet. He clutched Gwendolyn’s wrist, not noticing that he was gripping her so tightly that her skin was turning pale.

Cedrick shoved him away, wrapped Gwendolyn in his arms, and massaged her wrist.

Gwendolyn sighed. Her tone was stern as she said, “You acted rashly tonight, Treyton. I understand how you must be feeling, but I don’t agree with you giving away fifteen percent of the company’s shares to the Newton family.”

Treyton gaped at her in disbelief. “For all your talk about being sisters with Jennifer, you won’t even save her when she’s in trouble. When have you become so unfeeling, Gwendolyn?”

“Me, unfeeling?”

Gwendolyn was incredulous. Her rage began to boil.

As Treyton had had a traumatic night, she did her best to remain patient. “I don’t want to hold a grudge against somebody who can’t think straight. We’ll talk about this tomorrow.”

Treyton’s gaze grew cold.

Everything that had happened at the party had lost him his wits. “I’ll do it myself if you won’t. My shares, my call.”

He turned to go, but Gwendolyn had enough. Done with coddling him, she dashed forward and slapped him across the face.

Smack!

The crisp slap echoed in the air.

As she had used her full strength, Treyton’s face tilted to the side, and a red imprint of her hand appeared instantly on his cheek. He stared at her, dumbstruck.

Cedrick, too, was stunned. He remained rooted to the spot.

Massaging his stinging cheek, Treyton fumed, “How dare you hit me, Gwendolyn?”

Faced with his accusatory glare, Gwendolyn raised her chin defiantly.

“I’m not hitting you as your little sister but as the head of the Harris family. Now would you calm down? Can you listen to me?”

She looked stern, like the head of the family she was.

Treyton was fuming, he did not

to cool down and reflect on your actions. Before you think things through, you’re not allowed to get out of

in disbelief. He gazed at her, somewhat

How could I place you under house arrest? Think of it as

who aren’t on active duty to

decisively. “Very

to arm every single one of them with batons. You have my permission

laughter. If it came to that, she would still be the one feeling sorry

won’t, we’re going to the ancestral hall and I will have you tried according to our family

snorted. “You think I’m

and spend the next two weeks in bed. By then, you would only be able to watch the broadcast of Jennifer’s engagement party. Would you like

He refused to say

around Cedrick’s,

around and said, “Call me

Treyton watched as she

car did not

The smart-looking soldiers surrounded the

soldiers were not predisposed to negotiations but preferred to strike first instead. Forced back into his villa, Treyton shut the door

after Treyton was securely inside his house did Gwendolyn

the following morning at

of its stiffness. Though far from being

secretary had

was to spend the following two days coaching her

the manager of the HR department arrived with the new secretary and knocked on

said without taking her attention off the documents in

permission, the

the manager had an imposing poise and a handsome face. He had a presence that could not be

did not so much

on her table. “This candidate is very well

in response, engrossed in typing. She did not look at the

of special circumstances. You cannot arrive at the office later than me. When I come in in the morning, I expect a fresh cup of coffee on my desk…” She went on for over a minute

man nodded. “Understood, Ms.